Tears, wears, fears, bears, sears, pears, dears, years;
But, who let the cats out? ! !
And like the history of Augustine my friend,
For, the days are now longer.
Gears, hears, ears, nears, rears, shears, swears!
But, who let the dogs out? ! !
And like the sad news in the land of your muse,
For, the days are now shorter.
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